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Chapter 1
Growing up in the 60's it was hard to know who if anyone of your friends were gay. I, however, knew that I was as queer as a three dollar bill. Ever since I was old enough to know that guys had dicks, I was looking at them. Even in summer camp I got caught with a boner when we were in the showers. Nobody ever said, "Why you fucking faggot," but I knew they were annoyed or afraid and that was when I was pre-pubescent and only in fourth grade.
About the time I reached junior high I had the `hots' for Chuck, the guy next door. He was only six month older than me but he was in the next grade. We'd known each other since moving to the new neighborhood while in elementary school. I guess I really was a pervert. I'd peek through the window shades at night, hoping to get a glimpse of either Chuck or his younger brother Rick when they got undressed or came back from taking a bath.
Chuck was your all around athletic stud. As early as 7th grade we would shoot the shit and he'd tell me about the girls in the neighborhood and how he was finger fucking them or something of that short. I was sure that there would never be a chance for us to get it on; but then something totally amazing happened.
I'm Marty, and at the time this all happened was just an average teenage guy. I was 5 foot 11 inches; brown hair and blue eyes. I weighed 170 pounds and while not muscle bound; was definitely in shape from running. In fact my legs and particularly my calf's were all muscle. Still growing I had about a 5 inch cut cock.
Just about forever I wanted to see the naked Chuck. All the peeping ever got me was one time a backside shot of his ass. Now that ass looked pretty damn good to me; but what I really wanted was to see and feel the front. That amazing thing that happened in hindsight is almost funny.
We all laugh about the expression, "I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours." Well, that is exactly what happened. One Sunday afternoon in late May the two of us had been playing some street ball. After we finished we were sitting in his backyard just talking. I managed to get the topic of sex going; and made a comment about how I'd seen his brother through the window-when it was really him I'd seen.
Chuck said, "Hey, I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours."
Frankly I was flabbergasted! My dream was about to come true; but I wanted to be cool about it. No sense in making it seem like I was too anxious. At this point he had no idea just how gay I really was. All the sex talks and jokes had always been about heterosexual relations. To kind of play along with it, I responded, "I'll show you mine, if you'll show me yours." We sort of bantered that back and forth a couple of times and then I said, let's go downstairs.
We went into my basement and I shut the door. I unhooked my belt, kicked off my shoes and dropped my jeans right there. Of course by this time my teen-age dick was hard as a rock. Beneath my white briefs was a boner just waiting to be let out, and let it out, I did. I slipped the jockey shorts off and then the rod was at full mast.
Chuck, just gulped and said, "I didn't think you'd do it."
"Yes," I said, "I know you have the same thing, now lets see it." So Chuck slipped his pants off, pulled down his briefs and indeed his dick was fully erect as mine was. Only much to my surprise he was hung like a horse.
"Damn," I said. "What a fucking big cock you have."
Chuck just laughed. "Yea, but you should see my old man's. If you think this is big, his is even larger." Well I didn't know anything about Chuck's pop's man tool, but what I saw on his oldest son sure did look good.
"So, just how big is that monster," I asked.
"Why don't you measure it?" This is exactly what I did. I walked over to the tool bench and grabbed the ruler and came back beside him. Placing the end of the tape measure at the base of his shaft, I pulled it out. By the time I got to the tip of his cock head it read 11 inches. Now this was from a boy who was just 14 years old. Pretty damn big! Mine of course was only 5 inches and boy did I feel puny at that point. What made matters worse was that not only was it long, it was thick too.
When I put my hands around my dick to jack off I can get my index finger to touch the crease where the knuckle is on the thumb. When I went to feel Chuck's trying to do that same thing, I could not even connect the two fingers. My god this was going to be so damn good.
After looking at each other we got dressed and went outside again. Lots of thoughts were going through my head at that point. I was wondering how I was going to get him to undress again and to go a bit further. Well, it didn't take too much longer.
Chapter 2
The next afternoon we were hanging around doing as little as possible after school. Chuck said, "What do you want to do this afternoon."
My response was, "Fool around."
Chuck just laughed and said, "Yea that would be pretty cool." Let's go down into my basement. Mom's not home and Dad's still at work. So we traipsed down the steps and opened the door. Both of his brothers must have been upstairs because it was completely empty. He put his finger to his lips and said, "Quiet."
We took our pants off, pulled down our white briefs and out popped two rock hard teen-aged dicks. Chuck said, sit down over here," pointing at the davenport. So I did that and the next thing I knew he was in front of me with an open mouth. He took my dick into the open orifice and started raking my piss pipe with his teeth.
"Oh my God," I said. That feels so fucking good.
He just smiled and started pumping. When I was in 4th grade a couple of guys and I fooled around in my old neighborhood; but our tiny dicks had not yet sprung to manhood. This was my first time getting a blow job when I had a totally hard dick. Damn it felt good. Chuck just keep at it. I could feel the tip of his tong as he lapped at my balls. The sack was tight up against me and his hot mouth was making it droop bit by bit. I felt him take one ball in his mouth and start chewing on it. Then he took the other one, and started sucking both balls. "Shit," I exclaimed. "You're about to make me shoot a wad of cum if you don't slow down."
Chuck said, "Oh that's ok. Go ahead and shoot."
Well, he had my dick in his mouth again. Licking around the head and putting his lips tightly around the shaft going up and down, up and down. I was breathing heavily. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, SHIT, he it comes." Out came one shot, two shots, three shots, four and then finally it was over.
Looking Chuck in the face I could see the white semen dripping from his lips so I just grabbed him by the head, pulled him up to me and started kissing. I could taste my cum, his spit and feel the warmth of his body as we lay there together. Exhausted, we collapsed on the couch and hugged each other.
It was getting late and there was no way I was going to be able to adequately service him before his parents came home for the day; so we finally got up, went to the sink and cleaned up. Then we both got dressed and I departed to have supper and do homework for the next day at school.
Chapter 3
Tuesday afternoon was rainy. As we got off the school bus, I said, "Why don't you come on into my house and we'll play a game or something." My idea of playing was to play with Chuck. Right now he was the only game in town.
As we walked into the house I cupped my hand into his crouch and said, "Hey big boy, you want to play with this?"
He just laughed and said, "Yes that sounds pretty fucking awesome."
So, we walked back to my bedroom. It would be two hours before my parents would get home from work and since I was an only child, there was nobody to bother us at all.
I reached down and took his belt and unbuckled it. I unbuttoned the brass button on the top of his Levi 501 blue jeans and slipped them down his legs. Then I leaned over and pulled the strings of his black low cut Chuck Taylor sneakers and he kicked both the shoes and the pants off onto the floor. Putting my two thumbs into the elastic waistband of the white jockey shorts, I pulled them down all in one motion. Rapidly I just pulled my pants off, kicking my penny loafers off at the same time. I dropped my briefs and the hugged Chuck as tightly as I could.
Today my mission was to finally taste Chuck's man juice. For the past 48 hours that was all I could think about. Two or three times at school when I was walking down the hall it was necessary to hold the notebook and texts in front of me. Surely somebody saw me all boned up. I even felt a wet spot a couple of times from my leaking pre-cum. Man was I ever ready to reciprocate what Chuck had done for me on Monday.
After kissing and tasting Chuck's tong, I said, why don't you lie down on my bed. Fluffing up the two pillows so he could lean back and watch my best friend from next door laid on the top of the bed and I pounced between his legs.
My goal that dark and cloudy afternoon was to bring him to a climax and then back off and do it again. I wondered how his monster cock would feel and now I was about to find out. My first action was to dampen all the surfaces. I licked him from the tip of the piss slit down and around the crown of his cock head. Gently rolling the head around with my tong , my lips just barely touched it.
Already I could hear Chuck breathing heavily. I started down his long 11 inch shaft. Pressing my tong into the veins and tasting the salty, sweaty man taste of this monster cock. I took his ball sack into my hands and put one of his nuts into my mouth. Rolling it around like a marble I knew he was getting excited. I could feel the dick rising and falling ever so slightly as he squeezed his ass. It was like Chuck was pumping his dick without even touching it.
Switching balls I could feel Chuck's whole body shake. This boy was already beginning to have an orgasm and I had not even started sucking. I knew if I wanted to have the full force of the cum shooting down my throat, I better start on the blow job.
I raised my head to the tip of his now swelling cock and opened my mouth. Putting the head in, I began using my teeth to gently rake his shaft. I could feel the piss pipe and I went toward his stomach. The whole 11 inches was going to make me gag, but I was determined to get every fucking inch in. And slowly, bit by bit I did. Down into my throat that enormous shaft went. Pressing my lips hard onto the pole I began sucking.
Out it came, holding on hard to the skin on the side of his dick I began a gentle motion of up and down, up and down. Faster I went, in and out, in and out. Chuck was gasping. His whole body was shaking. I knew it was about to happen. I pulled up so just his head was in my mouth and then it went off. Bam! Bam! Bam! Ropes of sweet man juice were squirting into my mouth. I could feel the hot thick cum as it flowed down my throat. Oh DAMN. FUCK YES! God!
Well Chuck gave me quite an afternoon snack that Tuesday. After it was all out, the grabbed me by the head, pulled me up to his face and started kissing. Oh, my! Those kisses were with such passion. He gave me the best that day.
We slipped into the shower since we were both soaking wet. I took the bar of soap and lathered him all over. As I passed his ass I felt his hole. It was so tight. I just knew that had to be my next conquest.
To be continued.
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